"It's over!"

The Star Luo Xuanye Sword flew out of his hand, Yang Mucheng fell heavily to the ground, and even the dragon soul armor disappeared abruptly because of the exhaustion of his internal strength. Yan Dongsheng pointed his sword at Yang Mucheng who fell to the ground, and the cold and cold words sounded slowly!

"Uncle Shi!"

At this moment, Concubine Yu couldn't hold back anymore and shouted loudly.

At the same time, he strode forward.

"Are you finally going to make a move?"

I saw Concubine Yu come out.

No one was surprised.

After all, Yang Lao Mo is the master and uncle of the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect, and she, the elder of the sect, cannot watch Yang Lao Mo die under someone else's sword, and be stunned to abide by the rules of life and death.

"To be able to fight like this with a Yuanying powerhouse, this Yang Old Demon is also terrifying!"

"Yes, I don't know if he can win the first place in the Spirit Sword List!"

Some people secretly regret it.

But.

More people are secretly mocking.

"Hehe, Grandmaster Jindan also dares to compete with the Yuanying powerhouse? Hey, this Senior Uncle Ancestor, was his head kicked in the head by a donkey? Thinking that if he relied on the name of Senior Uncle Ancestor, others would show mercy to his subordinates?"

"If you don't have diamonds, don't do porcelain work. If you don't have that kind of strength, don't talk about it and fight against the Yuanying powerhouse!"

These people.

They seemed to ignore the process of the battle between Yang Mucheng and Yan Dongsheng, and only noticed the scene where Yang Mucheng was knocked to the ground by Yan Dongsheng.

However, in fact, let alone competing with the Yuanying powerhouse, they couldn't even take a move.

Just when everyone thought that Concubine Yu would take action to stop the continuation of this life-and-death battle, an accident occurred. Yang Mucheng, who stood up slowly, suddenly shouted to the coming Yu Concubine:

"Stop!

"Uncle Shi!"

Concubine Yu shouted.

She wanted to say, your internal strength has been exhausted, even the sword has been knocked down by others, and now you are trembling even when you stand up, how can you compete with the other party? But when her eyes fell on Yang Mucheng's body, she couldn't help but be stunned.

Because, Yang Mucheng was not as hard as she imagined, a dead duck with a hard mouth, but because of the identity of the uncle of the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect and the face of the emperor of the Great Qian Dynasty, he refused to admit that he was defeated. In fact, it's quite the opposite!

Although now, all discerning people can see that Yang Mucheng has fallen to the end of a strong crossbow and the mountains and rivers are exhausted. But today's Yang Mucheng does not have the slightest sense of decadence, and there seems to be a flame of infinite war intent burning in those eyes!

"Old Demon Yang still wants to fight, but he has already been defeated!"

In the crowd, someone whispered.

"Yes, the internal strength is exhausted, the qi and blood are empty, and there is no sword left. If Yan Dongsheng attacked at this time, he was afraid that he wouldn't even be able to use his shocking fingers, and he wouldn't even be able to resist the opponent's move, how could he fight again? It's just that a dead duck has a hard mouth, refuses to admit defeat, and refuses to be ashamed!" someone shook his head secretly.

"He is only seventeen years old this year, he has experienced a hundred battles, he has never been defeated, and he is naturally arrogant. How could he accept his defeat?" someone raised his eyebrows, as if he had seen through Yang Mucheng's thoughts.

"Interesting!"

Cloud.

Mr. Grace happened to pass by, quietly stopped, and watched this scene playfully. When he saw Yang Mucheng, his eyebrows raised slightly. "Isn't this the young man I chose before? Tut-tut, with the Jindan Sect Master, he is a tough and strong Yuanying powerhouse, and he really has courage!"

"However, in this world, it is not enough to have courage. Without the corresponding strength, no matter how strong you are, you will eventually be wiped out by others!"

Mr. Grace looked at it with a smile behind his back.

"If you lose, you won't even be eligible for me to write it down. If you win, maybe there will be a chance for me to enter the Immortal Gate in the future!"

"I wonder if you can do a miracle?"

......

"I'm not defeated yet!"

Yang Mucheng slowly stood up.

Though.

At the moment, he was simply standing there, but everyone could feel that his body was trembling slightly. After all, fighting against the Yuanying powerhouse made his power consume too great. Now he can stand up, it's just that he is strong, otherwise he would have been unable to support it and fell to the ground.

"Uncle Shi!"

Concubine Yu almost didn't bite her silver teeth, she couldn't wait to knock Yang Mucheng in public at this moment, take him down, and then kill Yan Dongsheng.

"I said, don't you listen?"

"If you take another step forward, you will be deceiving the teacher and destroying the ancestors!"

Yang Mucheng saw Concubine Yu continue to step forward, and his eyes suddenly widened angrily.

Though.

He knew that Concubine Yu was for his good, but this battle was not over yet, and he didn't allow anyone to interfere. Besides, he hasn't lost yet!

"You ......"

Concubine Yu suddenly stopped.

The great sin of deceiving teachers and destroying ancestors, she can't afford it. But Yang Mucheng was the one she watched enter the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect, and she also admired this young boy from the bottom of her heart, and she didn't want to watch Yang Mucheng die in the hands of Yan Dongsheng so inexplicably.

"Rest assured...... I never do anything I'm not sure of!"

As if he knew Concubine Yu's thoughts, Yang Mucheng turned his head and smiled faintly at Concubine Yu.

"Okay!"

Concubine Yu took a deep breath, and for some reason, she was confident in Yang Mucheng at this moment.

"I won't interfere again!"

She shook her head and stepped back.

At the same time, the disciple of the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect, who was originally tense and ready to attack at any time, also hesitated and retreated with Concubine Yu.

This scene.

Not only did everyone present not understand what was going on, but even Yan Dongsheng himself was full of surprise. He thought that he would no longer be able to kill Yang Mu today, but who knew that this kid insisted on continuing the life-and-death battle with him.

Although he didn't know what Yang Mucheng was thinking again, Yan Dongsheng knew that it might not be impossible to kill Yang Mucheng today!

"Even if you die, you have to drag Yang Lao Mo, the master and uncle of the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect, to accompany the funeral!"

Thinking in his heart, his gloomy eyes looked at Yang Mucheng.

"Do you think you can be my opponent in your current state? I just blow and you'll fall down instantly. Since you are in a hurry to reincarnate, then I will be compassionate to fulfill you and send you to the Yellow Springs Road!"

"Really?"

Yang Mucheng retracted his gaze and looked at Yan Dongsheng playfully, he slowly shook his head, as if he was regretting and regretting.

"I made a mistake!"

"I didn't expect that the Yuanying powerhouse would be so powerful. Even though I took out two ground-level martial arts, I still can't deal with you. ”

"But!"

Yang Mucheng's eyes closed, and his killing intent increased instead of decreasing, and a pair of eyes fell on Yan Dongsheng.

"You're not my opponent yet!"

"If I want to kill you, I can do it with my hands!"

(End of chapter)